A little mid-week humour to lighten the mood

Shay pas, never met one, not even in the mirror. :roll_eyes: :rofl:

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In the UK, I wouldn’t say anything of the sort, just something more specific to the person I was talking to. If a shop assistant, it would probably be “Thank You”. For a friend it would be “Hope that the meeting/visit to parents/glass class etc goes well” - in fact that sort of thing works for anyone I’ve had anything of a conversation with.

In France, I say “Bonne journĂ©e” :smiley:

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A grumpy one? Probably ‘sod off’.

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A more cheerful one might say - see you soon, good bye, take care, look after yourself etc.

I translate “Bonne journĂ©e” as ‘good day’ in my head, which is a slightly formal, old fashioned form of parting phrase quite suited to the way I perceive French language.

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Yes, but I interpret it, rightly or wrongly, as a wish for the rest of the day (as in the American version) rather than a comment on the current situation.

But, as I say, I could be wrong, and we know who will put me right, don’t we? :wink: :joy:

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SWD

Happy starwars day (May 4th be with you).

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I remember Jasper Carrot saying that he would rather be told to ‘have a nice day’ by some American who did not really mean it than be told to 'get stuffed ’ by a brummy who really did.

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Divine. fit for Private Eye’s Pedant’s Corner.

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So would I :wink: :rofl:

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True.

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This, as usual from The Oldie amused me on 2 levels. It is quite a good joke, but also because it is written by a travelling carer, those excellent ( mainly) females with whom we in our house are so familiar these days. However the last bit isn’t true. Fran gets plenty of hugs and even kisses, usually on the top of her head. :joy:
But then, it was written during lockdown.

George tells me his best joke, as he always does. A young engineer is visiting Blackpool to study the tower. As he stands in its shadow marvelling at the intricate construction, a prostitute sidles up to him. “Do you fancy a bit?” she hisses. “Why?” replies the engineer, “are they taking it down?” George rocks with silent laughter and asks me to pour him a whisky. I spin around the house, making sure that it’s clean and safe, and leave. The hardest thing is not being able to hug, or even touch, my clients.

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A friend of mine has just changed his name to Steppenwolf.

He was Bjorn Toby Wilde!

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Since every thread on SF eventually discusses food: in South America I got to try some deep fried insects legs.

They were the bees knees.

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I used to have fears about speed bumps, but I’m slowly getting over them.

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Groan

Those are so corny you could start manufacturing breakfast cereal with them.

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Lol reminds me of the late great Jimmy Cricket “and theres more”

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black betty

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